Aris shrugs nonchalantly, thinking that she had it easy. She just died without experiencing what he went through. Of course she wouldn't understand. People are stupid that way. She's about him being cooped up in one place, he had been to underground, secret passageways, different cell rooms and he saw nothing but anguished people. Hence, she'll never understand what is it like to him. If she was in his shoes, she'd feel the same way. He seeks vengeance to the people who made him experience shit and pay them back sevenfold.

"See, different worlds. You don't understand me, I don't understand you. I live underground, you lived above it. Reverse psychology, what you're saying. But meh, I'm not what you say I am. I'm obsessed on punishing and ruining the lives of the people that ruined mine. I don't kill people who didn't do anything against me. I'm not stupid." He tells her, "'sssiiddddeeeeessss~ you're underestimating me too much. I'm not weak. I'll live. Been alive than most folks in the underground. Friends? What are friends?' He asks tilting his head and giving her a mocking smile. In short, he's being a lil shit. As always.

Gwen rolled her eyes and smacked him upside the back of the head, sighing when her hand just went through his head. "You burn the place down, people who didn't do anything to you will end up getting killed. And I didn't say you were weak. I just said that my friends aren't weak. Not like those scientists you slaughtered. It won't be guns you'd be facing if you took it in your head to fight them."

"Lady, what are you saying? I haven't burned anything yet. And of course I'm not that dumb to leave my fellow monster siblings behind, I won't let them burn alongside with the cruel bitches and assholes. " Aris says, as if he's stating the obvious and the ghost just asked him the stupidest question. "Really? I thought you implied." He says, as his stomach grumbles and he pouts like a child, grumbling and whinning on how he shouldn't have burnt the bodies into crisps, and now he's hungry and can't eat anything edible in his surroundings. He lies down in the bloodied floor and rolls around for a while.

"Bah, I'm starving. I'd eat you, but then I can't see you; getting out of this place to grab a bite or something. Pretty sure he'd let me eat for free again. And I'll just call you Invis. Or ghost. Meeeh. Coming along?" He asks the ghost, as he stands up and pats his clothes to remove the dust/dirt.

And may be he could use some shower since his hair is caked with grease, grime and some blood.

"Well, I didn't imply. And you did burn something. You burned the bodies inside the building. Good way to risk burning it down around your ears." Gwen snorted, rolling her eyes. "And my is Gwen, not Invis. Jeez, you act like a toddler. At least take a bath or something first, if you're planning on going out in public. You go out looking like that, you'll get arrested in a heartbeat, and probably go from jail straight to a mental ward."

"Oh yeah! I burned my meal! Ahahahaha pathetic. " Aris says, smacking his forehead and wincing a bit, because he used his injured arm. "Oh! So ghosts have names! What's my name again? Alec? Amiee? Ares? Hm... Ah! Patient 503!" He exclaims gleefully, twirling, his arms spread at both sides.

"Can't remember my name~ and I'm a crazy old man, whadduya expect? Meh, I'll do that later. Lemme get the glasses." He says, walking to pick up a pair of broken glasses. He closes his eyes as his physique changes, becoming taller and more slender than his form. His features changed too. He now looks like the woman he killed earlier, minus the glasses. Long blonde wavy hair with blue eyes and pale complexion. Also wearing a scientist robes over a button up blouse and pencil skirt. He smiles cheekily as he pockets the glasses away.

"Fufufu~ now I don't have to bathe for a while. And I'm not pyscho~! Going out, Gwen~ " He tells the ghost, smiling cheekily as he leaves the factory with his guise.

"Your mental status is debatable, and you still smell of blood and smoke, even with the new look." She followed him, worried about what he might do. She'd seen some pretty crazy things since she'd been hanging around the facility, but this guy took the trophy for Most Insane. Watching him made her kind of glad she was already dead, because being a ghost meant he couldn't do anything to her.

"Well missy, I ain't called a craycray or whatever for nothin'! 'course my sanity or mental thing o are questionable, staying inside the House for a looooonnnggg time does that to you. " Aris shrugs nonchalantly. "Yer lucky you didn't suffer the same way I did. Broke stuff and boom! Dead meat. We children have it worse. But meh, boring stuff, I want to eat meat. Meeeaaattt." He whines as he laughs hysterically, and it seems like laughing unreasonably is one of his signature moves. He did a poor imitation of pirouette, and flips his hair when he almost lost his balance but regains it afterwards.

"People are silly kuku~ I could come up with a pathetic excuse of butchering some animal and barbequeing it and they'll buy it. No worries, if they don't believe me, I could break their necks or whack them to unconciousness or something." He says, grinning a cheshire grin with an unmistakable insane glint in his eyes.

"Lying around for three days at the bottom of a canyon, with pretty much every bone in your body broken, and then drowning, is not a pleasant way to die. Neither is reliving that death every day for three years straight. And look on the bright side, you can still eat. I can barely remember what food tastes like. And things like what you did with miss Blonde's body? Forget it. You kind of need a physical body for that crap. Wish I'd thought of that before I offed myself." She rolled her eyes at him. "You might look like a woman, but you still sound like a man. You might want to fix that. Or better yet, take a guy's image. People will be more likely to believe your little tale then. A stick-thin blonde bimbo, hunting an animal, butchering it, and grilling it? Not bloody likely. You got a lot to learn, you want to make it in the real world."

"I'd prefer that case than this bullshit. " Aris says nonchalantly, thinking that it's better to die physically than being killed slowly, in an agonizing and torturous way in mental, spiritual and physical aspects. It's a miracle he's only insane. Other peeps he saw in the House looks like a living corpse. Alive but dead. "It's easy making your voice in a high pitched one lady." He says, changing his muscular voice into a high pitched and shrilly voice akin to a woman.

"That's what plan B is for dearie~" He says, batting eye lashes prettily as he sauntered forward, have a destination in mind. The usual, since he's going to have a nice bath and warm food.

Trying to do that, Aris tried again."Better?" He asks, his voice came out softer than expected, fragile and almost sounding melancholic when he tried his luck. He shrugs this off, he tried. He walked to the directions that are clearly burned in his mind, almost looking mindless as he turns left and right with ease. He whistles a low tune that sounds like a creepy tune from horror movies, sometimes he'd laughed softly, sounding hysterical, for no apparent reason. He would have the urge to hurt himself and convinced himself that everyone is trying to hurt him. The meds must be wearing off. He has to reach the desired destination soon.

Luckily he did, as he ended a run down store with no visible customers, only a lone lad who looks like in his late teens, wiping off the glasses, squeaky clean. He didn't even bother to look up as he acknowledges Aris.

"Been out to slaughter people again? And do naughty things with the dead? You smell like shit by the way." He informs Aris as mist engulfs him and he sauntered towards the lad.

"Hah-ha, you got me. Oi, Kawashima, I'm hungry. And my med's starting to wear off. I might actually kill you one of these days y'see.." He says, removing his shirt and revealing a bloodied bandages wrapped around his wait arms tightly. "I brought a ghost company. Be nice or whatever, I can't see her anyway." He says, plopping down the barstool in front of the counter, undoing the bandages to reveal nasty deformed wounds that looked like rotten infected flesh, really disgusting sight to see.

"Will do," Kawashima hums, putting down the glass, "come sit with the deranged and beyond saving monster." He motions at Gwen, apparently he could see her. "I'll give you a discount. The usual, Aris?"

Aris nodded as he proceeded on poking his wound with a chopstick he found lying on the counter with a psychotic glee, before Kawashima swatted his hand away.

"Handful brat." He mutters under his breath,sighing, as he tosses the bottle of medicine to Aris who caught it in the air as he grins at him and started to put 3-4 pills in his mouth.

(Sorry if it's too long, I can't think of anything decent. Also, this might be the debut of my upcoming sane chara)

Gwen winced at the sight of the wounds, feeling a small amount of sympathy for the crazy man. She went over and sat, careful not to go through the stool. "That looks really bad. If you swear not to hurt her, I can get a friend of mine to take a look at it for you, see what can be done to get it to heal properly. She's a nurse, and really good at her job." She looked over at Kawashima. "So, who are you? I'm Gwen."

"I don't attack people who aren't involved if they don't attack first. 'Sides, I don't know that person or whatever you call her. I don't need your pity therapy, thanks." Aris says harshly, glaring and baring his teeth at nobody in particular, before stopping and poking his wounds again, giggling like mad.

Kawashima sighs irritably as Aris tried to sneakily poke the hell out of his gruesome looking waist and left arm, and he whacks him with an illustration board lying nearby.

"Oh for the love of all things unholy, will you stop that!" He says, irritated. The bastard just smiles at him smugly as he shrugs. "Go take a bath or something, I'm going to prepare your food and all, now shoo! And oh, before that, throw the bandages on the trash can not on the toilet bowl, you're going to clog up the poor thing. And I'll dress your wounds later after you bath and put the cream on it. Now be off!"

Aris sticks his tongue out as he laughs hysterically, jumping towards to the bathroom like a mad man, throwing the dirty bandages around and Kawashima glared at him. He shakes his head twice and looks at Gwen sheepishly.

"Sorry 'bout that, Aris's on the verge of true insanity. His bi polarism is affecting him too much. Probably because of the experiments and the lobotomy that was performed on him long time ago," he says, smiling at her nicely. "Nice to meet you, Gwen, I'm Hephaestion, but Aris calls me Kawashima for some reason. Also a former doctor or scientist from the House, though, I'm different from them. I was experimented and it was successful. in a way, I take it you also died in the Asylum? He asks, meaning no harm. He could hear Aris shrieking like the insane person he is upstairs, afraid, before bursting into loud fits of laughter, singing a murder song, Such Horrible Things by Creature Feature. What a mistake to let it listen to him.

Gwen shook her head. "Nah, I only recently started hanging out there. You know that old broken stone bridge out by the bar, the one they've been working on for a year now? Yeah, I committed suicide there three years ago. Was stuck there until one of the other experiments helped me break free of that place, about a month or so ago, I think. Time tends to lose meaning when you're dead." She shrugged. "I've been hanging out at the Institute, because pretty much everyone who's able to see me and talk to me, is there. I've made quite a few friends there." She winced, hearing Aris singing. "He really is slaughtering that song..." Going over to the bathroom door, she called to Aris, speaking loudly so he could hear her. "It's 'Until the pieces melt away', not 'Until priest heads roll in the hay'! If you're going to sing a song, make sure you know the lyrics first!"

Upstairs, Aris stopped singing after the song ends, stripping naked and going inside the bathroom, decinding to take a bath. He turns on the knob and checks the water, settling it into medium before activating the shower.

"Hits the spot~" Aris says smiling maniacally. "Save your sympathy who do you think yer foolin' everything is dead~ now you welcome 'e to the town of hypocrisy~"

This time he's singing a different song, though muffled by the sound of the water rushing down the pail. Meanwhile, Hephaestion nods before shrugging off.

"Sometimes you'd hear a different lyrics when the song is being sung. It's normal but I don't think it's normal for him to sing that song with such insanity with it. I'm pretty sure he doesn't care if the lyrics are wrong, with a mindset of a deranged child, Aris wouldn't even bother to look up for the lyrics. Then again we can't judge now, can't we?" He says, stirring the soup with the ladle, checking the rice if it's cooked evenly.

"Ah, I see. Most ghost haunts the House, also driving people insane there." he comments, adding more sauce to the soup. "Would you also like to eat?"